Property Of Drex #2 (Death Chasers MC #2) - Plot & Excerpts
My eyes hurt against the bright sun that is filtering through the window. There’s no window in the basement. Warmth… So much warmth is around me, but it’s not an uncomfortable heat. In fact, it’s comforting as it surrounds me. Something stirs against me, and it takes me a second to realize someone is holding me to their body. I tense, but almost immediately I relax as the familiar scent engulfs me. It’s not a hallucination. Drex is really holding me to him. When I lift my gaze to the arm closest to me, I see the telltale tattoos. “I don’t think it’s wise for you to stay here right now,” I hear someone saying. I hold still in Drex’s arms as his grip tightens. “I don’t give a fuck what you think is wise,” Drex growls. Herrin. That other voice is his father’s. My mind races as I try to take in the sights I can see without moving.
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